[Kale dutifully folds the fabric tidily and drapes it over his arm before taking a couple of steps to the side for the sake of personal space. Both out of manners, and for her personal comfort. Kale's not someone who's terribly comfortable with strangers, although she's making a real effort to work on that.
Her cheeks flush from the praise. Where she's from, it's not so rare. Any talented fighter can do it. But here? It seems to be far rarer. So she swallows down her standard self-depreciating response and tries for something that sounds more confident. The stammer takes away from that, but it's an improvement over putting herself down.]
I-it's a martial arts technique that Sis taught me.
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Her cheeks flush from the praise. Where she's from, it's not so rare. Any talented fighter can do it. But here? It seems to be far rarer. So she swallows down her standard self-depreciating response and tries for something that sounds more confident. The stammer takes away from that, but it's an improvement over putting herself down.]
I-it's a martial arts technique that Sis taught me.